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"
Eh
?
Speak
up
,
young
man
.
Mr.
Rico
.
"
I
had
startled
myself
but
I
had
to
say
it
.
"
But
...
if
we
are
n't
in
the
Army
...
then
we
are
n't
M.
I.
Sir
?
"
He
blinked
at
me
.
"
This
worries
you
?
"
"
I
,
uh
,
do
n't
believe
I
like
it
much
,
sir
.
"
I
did
n't
like
it
at
all
.
I
felt
naked
.
"
I
see
.
"
He
did
n't
seem
displeased
.
"
You
let
me
worry
about
the
space-lawyer
aspects
of
it
,
son
.
"
"
But
--
"
"
That
's
an
order
.
You
are
technically
not
an
M.
I
.
But
the
M.
I.
has
n't
forgotten
you
;
the
M.
I.
never
forgets
its
own
no
matter
where
they
are
.
If
you
are
struck
dead
this
instant
,
you
will
be
cremated
as
Second
Lieutenant
Juan
Rico
,
Mobile
Infantry
,
of
--
"
Colonel
Nielssen
stopped
.
"
Miss
Kendrick
,
what
was
Mr.
Rico
's
ship
?
"
"
The
Rodger
Young
.
"
"
Thank
you
.
"
He
added
,
"
--
in
and
of
TFCT
Rodger
Young
,
assigned
to
mobile
combat
team
Second
Platoon
of
George
Company
,
Third
Regiment
,
First
Division
,
M.
I.
--
the
'
Roughnecks
,
'
"
he
recited
with
relish
,
not
consulting
anything
once
he
had
been
reminded
of
my
ship
.
"
A
good
outfit
,
Mr.
Rico
--
proud
and
nasty
.
Your
Final
Orders
go
back
to
them
for
Taps
and
that
's
the
way
your
name
would
read
in
Memorial
Hall
.
That
's
why
we
always
commission
a
dead
cadet
,
son
--
so
we
can
send
him
home
to
his
mates
.
"
I
felt
a
surge
of
relief
and
homesickness
and
missed
a
few
words
.
"
...
